this story didn't happen to me but to a very close male friend of 7 years I was hanging out with him and a couple of other friends and we were talking about our creepy experiences here is the story from his perspective a bit of background I was 16 years old when this happened living in a mon City the capital of Jordan in the Middle East I was in high school I used to weigh 85 kg it was 92 cm tall I was a calm but intimidating person if I wanted to be but I never really messed with anyone that is unless I was provoked I just got off of school and decided I wanted to go downtown because I was bored and didn't want to stay at home I wanted to get some DVDs and games to enjoy later so I decided to take the bus as I wanted to save money but I had to take a taxi to the bus stop which was about less than 10 minutes by car when I stopped a coming taxi inside the vehicle appeared a light-skinned man with black greasy hair wearing a worn out dark green shirt and a pair of jeans he looked to be between the age of 30 to 34 he addressed me through the passenger window and asked hey where do you want to go I need to go to the bus stop that takes me downtown it's only about 10 minutes away I replied well I can take you downtown if you like I'm going to pass by that area I can drop you there and you don't have to pay me he said to me at this point a red flag should have gone off in my head but I thought that this man just wanted to be kind and I really didn't want to go through the hassle of taking more than one trip so I decided to hop into his car and we would be on our merry way looking back on it now this was a big mistake now there are different ways to head downtown and I only knew a couple ways as the man was driving he started to take different routes that I'd not seen before still no alarm Bells started ringing as I only assumed he was taking a shortcut to get away from traffic by this point 20 minutes have passed and I begin to feel uneasy usually from the bus route I take it's only about 20 minutes to get downtown when there's little to no traffic but I brushed it off once again then suddenly the man began to speak in his calm yet suspicious tone hey do you mind if I use your phone I want to see if you've got any videos or music I can send via Bluetooth he said I found this to be a strange request but seeing as the man was giving me a free ride and the fact that I didn't have anything private on my phone I handed it to him as I didn't want to be impolite and was just trying to break the awkward atmosphere he played with the phone a bit then proceeded to put my phone with his own inside the empty space under the driver's door handle doubt began circling in my mind and I felt vulnerable without my phone yet despite all this I silenced my doubts and stared out the window the feeling of dread and uneasiness only grew more I was not able to make out where we were exactly anymore as the man kept driving I could see nothing but empty road with only desert on either sides and only a couple of old worn out Rusty shipping containers it's starting to get darker at this point and this is where things get even creepier the man proceeds to pick up his phone and began to speak to someone at the end of the line shouting the following with an angry voice I'm coming to you up you better prepare yourself as I'm coming to beat you up you son of a as soon as the man ended the phone call I knew something was absolutely wrong looking more closely at the phone he was holding I was able to recognize that the phone he had was the type of phone that doesn't have Bluetooth alarm Bells started ringing loudly in my head the whole call came from out of nowhere and I could feel nothing but but dread and the fear was absolutely real I asked him for my phone growing nervous and impatient with each word escaping my mouth he looked at me with this strange and annoyed look and said I just wanted to see what you got on your phone by this point I'd had enough and I sternly told him to give me my phone the anger and fear barely contained in my voice he hesitantly applied after muttering back and forth and I just knew I had to get out of this car feeling the rush of adrenaline I decided to pretend I was talking to my parents and created a scenario where there was an emergency and that I had to get back so I began telling the man that I need to return home immediately and I told him to drop me off right here and right now as I was seeing an upcoming traffic light I knew that this was my only chance of Escape I was not going to stick around any longer to find out where this man is taking me as soon as the man stopped at the traffic light I spoke to him in my most intimidating voice to open the passenger door luckily there was a couple of cars that stopped right next to us and thank God the man responded with a menacing look and pressed the unlock button I got out of that car faster than you could say this I'm out and I went straight to a small runout coffee break shop in the middle of nowhere as the taxi sped off I went inside and asked the server if downtown was close by out of breath with sweat dripping from my forehead the server looked at me with a confused yet irritated face and said you know you're out of the capital right heading to the city of Zara I thought as I proceeded to call my parents to pick me up from the middle of nowhere God knows I'm not taking a taxi to get back home or even anytime soon thinking about it after a while the man planned on kidnapping me from the start trying to take away my phone so I would not call for help and proceeded to pretend he was having a fight with someone on the phone to secretly message his buddies that he's close by so greasy blackhaired Taxi let us never meet again this happened to me about 5 years ago and even now I get chills just thinking about it I was renting a small house in a quiet neighborhood at the time it wasn't anything fancy but it was cozy affordable and had a lot of character the only thing I didn't love was the crawl space under the house the access door to it was in the laundry room a square wooden hatch flush with the floor it was locked from the outside and I never had any reason to open it I figured it was just pipes cobwebs and the usual creepy crawl space stuff one evening I came home late from work it had been a stressful day and all I wanted to do was shower and collapse into bed as I stepped inside I noticed something strange my laundry room light was on I was sure that I turned it off that morning but I chocked it up to being absentminded in my rush and turned it off again that night I woke up around 2: a. m. to a faint noise at first I thought it was just the wind but as I lay there I realized to was coming from the laundry room I soft rhythmic thumping sound my heart started to race I debated whether to get up in check or just stay in bed and hope it stopped curiosity got the better of me so I grabbed my phone for light and tiptoed to the laundry room when I opened the door everything was quiet but then I saw it the hatch to the crawl space was slightly a jar my St stomach dropped I distinctly remembered it being locked and there was no way I could have accidentally opened it trying to stay con I convinced myself it might be an animal that had somehow gotten in I shut the hatch tightly and placed a heavy box of detergent on top of it before going back to bed the next day I called the landlord to ask if there were any past issues I should know about he seemed surprised and said no one had reported anything like that before still he promised to send someone over to check it out that night I double checked the hatch and even put a chair on top of it for good measure I didn't hear any noises and I started to feel a bit silly for being so freaked out but at around 3:00 a.
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I woke up to the sound of my bedroom door creaking open I froze my bedroom door doesn't Creak unless you push it slowly and I knew I closed it before bed I stayed as still as I could barely breathing as I heard soft footsteps Shuffle into the room my phone was on the nightstand just Out Of Reach the footsteps stopped right next to my bed I could feel someone's presence their quiet breathing in the dark summoning every ounce of courage I had I grabbed my phone turned on the flashlight and swung it toward the Intruder there was a man crouched on the floor his face pale and gaunt his eyes wide and unblinking he looked just as startled as I was I screamed and bolted out of the room running outside to the neighbor's house I banged on their door until they let me in and they called the police when the officers arrived they found the man still in my house hiding in the crawl space he had a small mattress some food wrappers and the collection of random items he must have taken from my house the lock on the hatch had been tampered with and from the looks of it he had been living under my house for at least a few days maybe longer the scariest part the police said they found a notebook with detailed notes about me he had written down my daily routine when I left for work when I came home even what I wore there was also a list of plants though they wouldn't tell me what was on it I moved out the next week and stayed with friends until I found someplace new to this day I have no idea how he got in or how long he had been watching me before I noticed something was wrong so to the man in the crawl space let's not me ever I worked in a jail for over 10 years in the control Booth running doors cameras radios phones you name it I still work for the agency that runs it but I no longer work at the jail I saw I had heard a lot of stuff but most of it was non-paranormal stuff we would often hear strange noises and banging but it's always an inmate or door noise the side of the basement where the staff locker and wait rooms are is admittedly creepy and I often felt watched when I was down there by something other than the cameras I've heard a couple of stories from trustees saying they see the black shape of a person standing in an empty cell or wet footprints in the kitchen when no one had been in there all night RIT Tech also claims to have caught EVP swollen the jail but I haven't heard them I have two stories one from a coworker and one that happened while I was there one night my coworker answered the phone and it was a mother calling about her son she gave his name and her name and said that her son had just been arrested for driving under the influence and that she wanted to bail him out my coworker explained that her son hadn't arrived at the jail yet and would have to go through the booking process before he could get bailed out my cooworker explained to her how to bail him out and where the jail was and to give the jail a call a little later to get an update she asked that he let her son know that she was going to bail him out the son was eventually brought in by the arresting officer and my coworker had a correction officer pass on to him that his mom was bailing him out my coworker listened to and watched the entire exchange between the son and officer as the officer told him the message the son was shocked and stated loudly no she's not you're with me the officer said I know my guy he wouldn't with you the son said my mom's dead they confirmed the mother's name with the son and it was the name given by the woman on the phone my coworker swears up and down he talked with the woman saying she was his mother the man would not be on the roster yet but it could have been someone who heard his name called over the police radio or was someone who was with him at the time who was trying to mess with him my story happened not long before I left the jail a few years before the incident I'm talking about occurred a man ended himself in one of the cells the night I'm talking about one of the officers was doing his regular check of the units and came up to the cell the man had ended himself in a few years before the man we had house there was sitting up on his bed facing the door which has a window he had a blank look on his face and his eyes were open wide he looked the officer straight at the eyes and said you couldn't find Christopher Anderson in time and you won't find me in time either the man was brought down to a cell where he could be monitored and we went from there the officer said he had to yell and Shake him to get him to respond as if he was waking him up from sleep he was asked later what he knew about that cell or if he knew the man he'd name he said he didn't and claimed he didn't remember saying anything and yes the officer in the story was working the night that man ended himself so from fourth grade to the end of fifth roughly I lived in this kind of shitty apartment building it wasn't like drug dealers at my door shitty but it wasn't great so one night I'm laying in bed listening to static country music from my old radio while trying to sleep when I hear a loud banging from somewhere I couldn't pinpoint exactly where it was coming from at first but then I realized it was the apartment above us it sounded like someone banging on the floor much to my annoyance I turned down my radio and listened again I heard the neighbor's little girl who was about 6 crying and she kept banging on the floor out of tired s annoyance I stood up on my bed and banged on the ceiling she stopped the next night the same thing happens I hear the banging turn down my radio and bang on the ceiling this goes on for 3 Days communicating with this little girl through banging on the floor SL ceiling on the fourth day she keeps banging and crying and screaming it was really late at night so I don't think anyone else heard it but it was like someone was ripping a cat's fur out bit by bit I banged on the ceiling to see if she was okay and everything went quiet for a second I banged again and after a few seconds she starts crying again then I hear this really loud bang kind of like someone just dropped a cinder block on the floor from 10 ft up everything went quiet after that and I didn't see see her or her mom ever again I didn't even see them move out but I know they did I don't know if there was something wrong with the family like if the mom was abusive or anything but it was weird and I hope that little girl is okay I should add that this wasn't the only time they did weird stuff or something strange had happened the mother would wander around her kid would be in the elevator alone they were just a bit off in January 2011 my then boyfriend and I flew to New York City for his 21st birthday we were both excited we' never been overseas before we're Australian and we were really looking forward to seeing the City we arrived at JFK at around 10:30 p. m.
and we were so exhausted our luggage seemed to take forever to get off the carousel as we were waiting we listened to the warnings over the loudspeaker that stated we were only to get into Yellow Cabs and not to get into unmarked cars we get our luggage and head for the exits where there are a few taxis and one guy in a driver's uniform comes up to us and asks if we want to ride we say yes and he takes my suitcase and starts heading across the crossing at this point my stomach drops because he walked past all of the taxis and continued into a dark car park across the road we followed him cautiously because he has my suitcase but we start to say we're not interested and want to go back he stops at a black BMW and I say to him sorry but we're going to get a taxi and he turns looks at me and says don't worry baby I'm Legit at this I grab my bag and we kned the out of there and in to a yellow taxi the driver says to us yeah you were either almost mck kidnapped or murdered you got to be careful out here so to the guy who grabbed my suitcase and tried to do God knows what to a naive kid in New York City for the first time let's never meet again my mom was kidnapped when she was in her mid 20s or so it was not the first time that it happened because it's unbelievable that a person could be kidnapped twice I want to preface this by saying that I have a copy of the news article from this incident I actually called my mom and asked her to clarify some things before I even wrote this I don't mind constructive criticism and feedback I actually welcome it if there's something you want to know I'll be glad to find out what I can this is the story as told to me not word for word but I did my best to tell it in her words until sometime in the New Millennium the small town in which I grew up was your typical small town the kind of place where crime didn't happen if there was a crime it was something akin to Sadi Cooper stole Miss jenkins's firebird and took it joy riding or Chad Elkin breaks into rival school and spray painted cats roll on the wall simply put our town was safe we didn't lock our doors we didn't lock our cars when I was very young my m even left her purse in her car 24/7 although she never locked it no one ever messed with it we later had to stop doing that and start locking our doors because of an entitled neighbor but that is perhaps a story for another day when they first moved into the house my dad worked for a good company it was a good job but he had to work the night shift so one night while he was at work my mother was puttering around the house doing laundry and ironing in front of the TV it got a little lonely so she decided to let the cats in my dad thought animals were dirty he was pretty adamant about leaving the cats outside so she was in the habit of letting Daffy Duck and little kitty in to keep her company and then putting them out before he got home while she was ironing she noticed a rip in my dad's work pants her sewing machine was broken so she decided to go to my grandmother's house to use her hers she decided to let her cats stay where they were because she was going to be coming right back on the way to grandma's she decided to stop by the post office to pick up a tax form that she needed for her attorney who was filling her taxes for her back in those days the lobby of the post office was open all night long you could go in and buy stamps get tax forms and whatever else 247 for note at that time my mom had a really sporty car something like a Camaro or TransAm something that was really cool for the early' 70s this is relevant to the story since it was late and she knew she would be running right in and right out my mother did the lazy thing she left the car running with the keys in the ignition this was after all everyday USA and cry didn't happen there when she got back into the car her mind was on a million other things most notably the rip in my dad's pants so she didn't even notice that there were two men in the back seat of her car until she looked back to pull out I don't know the exact verbal exchange so I won't try basically they told her to drive and not make any trouble that they had a gun it was loaded and whatever else kid Napper say the gist of the story is that these two guys were on the run after robbing a gun store a few towns away they picked my mom's car because it was a late model sports car my mom made things easier on them by leaving the car unlocked my mom was never sure why they just didn't steal her car and leave because after they took her they had no idea what to do with her they talked about it at length in front of her and after deciding that they had no choice in the matter started talking about what to do with the body hours pass they are getting farther and farther from home luckily my mom is a Survivor and she never gave up hope she never stopped looking for an escape a way out a means of rescue of course an hour's long road trip necessitated stops from time to time for restroom breaks and fueling the men let my mom use the restroom but they always stood outside the door finally they stopped for a break and the restroom my mom goes into has a small window it's too small to climb through but she can see a vacant lot through it and decides that this is her chance she's going to make a break for it and try to run across that field since the men stood between her and the gas station that would be her best best chance when she exits the restroom she sees that by some miracle the men have gone around the corner something they hadn't done before they aren't far she can hear their voices but they aren't within eyesight my mom screws up her courage and prepares to run and the most wonderful thing happens a police car pulls in my mother is still fearful of attracting the attention of her captors they can't see her from where she's standing but if she steps into the parking lot she will be within eyesight she starts signaling and waving to the cop from where she is the officer sees her rolls his eyes and starts to walk away later on he told her that he thought she was drunk at first and that was why he started to walk away my mom's heart starts to sink but she redoubles her efforts and finally the officer decides to come and get a closer look once again not sure of the verbal exchange exactly but my mom told him what was going onone and well this is one story where the police save the day and the villain Goes to Jail my mom is taken to the nearest Cop Shop to give her statement and my dad is called to get her I've asked my mom how long her ordeal was and she actually has no clue how long they had her she knows it was less than 24 hours and she knows my dad was off work by the time she called him but that's about it my mom said that she got into the car with my dad and he was strangely silent she first thought he was just upset and worried so she asked him if he was okay now here is the punch line my dad turns to her looks in the eyes of his wife whom he'd nearly lost and says the following I thought we agreed that the cats were to stay outside this happened shortly before weed was legalized in Germany in Berlin regulation was already quite loose as long as you didn't explicitly bother anyone you usually wouldn't get arrested for smoking in public I've been smoking daily for years I know it's not great but that's beside the point so I can function pretty well while stoned however I Almost Never Smoke in public partly to avoid trouble but mostly because I enjoy the comfort of my own home one late night at around 3:00 a. m.
